Chapter 30: The Trap II

Aware of Nitish's rising influence and his potential to disrupt their carefully crafted schemes, the Paige family set their plan in motion. They sought to eliminate Nitish, once and for all, by employing every resource at their disposal.

Unbeknownst to Nitish, the Paige family had tapped into the nefarious networks of the Assassin Guild, recruiting skilled assassins willing to carry out their sinister bidding. Additionally, they had enlisted the aid of notorious hunters, renowned for their ability to track down and capture their targets.

The confrontation between Nitish and the Paige family was inevitable. In a secluded, dimly lit room, Nitish found himself facing the full force of their malevolence. Ayesha Paige, the cunning matriarch of the family, stood at the center of the room, flanked by a group of loyal followers.

As Nitish surveyed his surroundings, he realized the gravity of the situation. The room was devoid of any witnesses or allies who could come to his aid. The Paige family's intentions were crystal clear – they wanted him dead, and they didn't care who knew it.

Ayesha Paige, with a cold smile dancing on her lips, stared at Nitish, her eyes filled with venomous intent. "You've become a thorn in our side, Nitish," she hissed. "But we have ways of dealing with pests like you."

Nitish's voice dripped with sarcasm as he responded, his words carefully chosen to provoke Ayesha's ire. "Oh, dear Ayesha, is that why you gathered this fine company? To have a pleasant conversation over tea, perhaps?"

Ayesha's face contorted with rage, her composure slipping. "You mock us, Nitish, but your jests won't save you from the fate we have planned for you."

Nitish maintained a smug grin, his eyes locked with Ayesha's, refusing to back down. "Well, it seems you've gone through great lengths to orchestrate this little gathering. Have you finally realized that your power is slipping? That you need hired hands to do your dirty work?"

The insult hit its mark, and Ayesha's fury intensified. "You underestimate us, Nitish. We are the masters of this Kingdom, and you will regret ever crossing our path."

As Ayesha's words echoed through the room, Nitish's mind raced, calculating his options. He knew that his survival depended on outwitting his cunning adversary. He needed to buy time, to find a way to escape this deadly trap.

With a sly smile and a raised eyebrow, Nitish responded, taunting Ayesha further. "Oh, I have no doubt that you consider yourselves the masters. But every ruler must eventually face their downfall. It seems today is the day the Paige family realizes their own mortality."

Ayesha's face contorted with rage, her anger barely contained. "Enough! Kill him now!" she ordered, her voice laced with venom.

The room erupted into chaos as assassins lunged at Nitish, their blades glinting in the dim light. Nitish's survival instincts kicked in, and he dodged their attacks with nimble grace, utilizing every ounce of his skill and agility.